this night we celebrate emmanuel, God with us.
O Come O Come Emmanuel and ransom captive Israel
who mourns in lonely exile, until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee O Israel

O Come O Come Emmanuel is my favorite Christmas Carol. I love the anticipat
ion, and the hope embodied in the lyrics. The Carol is also ridiculously enjoyable to sing. The haunting melody, the challenging long phrases, the soaring refrain make it
a joy to partake. Singing for me is a joy. This song is definitely that.
Tonight during the Christmas Eve service, I found myself terribly homesick. I would never tell my parents that out loud. I missed my “family” at my “home”. I miss Zachariah so much. He brings such joy, such love into my life. I miss him terribly. We get to talk once a day, that is nice, but since physical touch is one of my primary love la
nguages, im running low. extremely low. I need physical touch. I am not sure my parents have ever understood that. I am just praying, pretty selfishly actually, for the Lord to fill me, to touch me with is love, to make him enough for me at this moment. I am just so empty. It also doesn’t help that I have dealt with Kevin and Jacqui being together constantly all week. It wears on you after a while. They are great together and she is a wonderful beautiful girl. It just becomes too much when I am the only person in the room without someone who loves me physically like that. *sigh*
Mom gently reminded me that I need to be okay on my own. Or Zachariah is going to leave me. It was harsh. But in a way she is right. I would say I am okay on my own. I just haven’t seen my SIGNIFICANT OTHER in a week. Its rough. I’m sure Aunt Teresa feels this way ALL THE TIME. I commend her for doing it. Yet again, she is having surgery for being high stressed constantly. I wonder why that is. Without Uncle Steve at home, she is probably a mess! We need a companion, or at least I do. Some people can live alone. I know that I cannot. Living alone in a room at school has wore on me. Even surrounded by 26 other girls, I still feel very alone at times.
Anyway, enough of my stress, my emotions. Jesus came, took on flesh and dwelt among us. I know he has felt the loneliness, the emptiness, that I feel at this very moment that I am typing this. He has been where I am. Okay so he hasn’t been a woman separated from her love for a week’s time, but He has felt the way I do right now. I know it. This past semester we took a journey through The Stations of the Cross. I loved this. I wept the entire time. I couldn’t help myself. I finally understood the phrase “took on flesh and dwelt among us.” When I told Pastor Kerry that I finally “got it” he came back with, “well don’t you listen, I have preached on that very topic.” I thought to myself, “No, Kerry. You missed it. Way to ruin my epiphany. You can TELL me that Jesus has felt everything I feel, but its another thing to experience it WITH Him on the Via Dolorosa. (The road Jesus took to be crucified). To think that Jesus went to calvary, he wasn’t forced, but he went there of his own accord. He took that journey, filled with our human emotion, torment and grief, and died for my sins.
This night we celebrate, we remember emmanuel. I believe that this night is a chance to make a line in the sand and say, “The Cross before me, the world behind me, no turning back, no turning back.” Its a chance to change, to rededicate ourselves to the person of Jesus Christ, to his service, to his purpose and his power.
Lord,
I surrender everything I am, want, need and desire. I want to be yours and yours alone. Thank you for coming to Earth, born as a babe, humble and helpless, then going to calvary of your own accord, dying for my sins, gifting me with eternity with the father, and a glorious personal relationship with you. I am so grateful. Help me to be faithful to these words my heart has sung to you this night. I love you.
In Jesus’ wonder and mighty name,
AMEN!
the Lord be with you! Merry Christmas!